Wouldn't it be great to have the innocence of a child?

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I haven'tt visited my mother's grave since....I really don't remember.....but I guess it was a couple months ago. I've only gone twice after her burial; one time alone and the other with my sister and brother.

That day my sister and I cried at my mother's grave. It's very hard to loose a loved one especially if that loved one is your mother. It's hard to let go.

As we cried, my little brother ran around the cemetery playing with a stick. Gosh he's so innocent. I wish I were that carefree. When we were there I wondered if he realized what he was doing. That he was running around and stepping on the graves of other people's loved ones.
I guess he didn't. He was running, flinging the stick in the air and jumping as if he were chasing and fighting with the wind. I remember looking at him and thinking to myself, "I wish I could do that."

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Sometimes I wish I were a child again and start all over but I know that that is never going to happen.

Here's a song that can somewhat convey how I feel and think sometimes:


"Like A Child"
by Jars of Clay

Dear God, surround me as I speak,
the bridges that I walk across are weak
Frustrations fill the void that I can't solely bear
Dear God, don't let me fall apart,
you've held me close to you
I have turned away and searched for answers I can't understand

[Chorus:]
They say that I can move the mountains
And send them falling to the sea
They say that I can walk on water
If I would follow and believe
with faith like a child

Sometimes, when I feel miles away
and my eyes can't see your face
I wonder if I've grown to lose the recklessness
I walked in light of you

[Chorus]

They say that love can heal the broken
They say that hope can make you see
They say that faith can find a Savior
If you would follow and believe
with faith like a child